Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 1063 - 1057: Downing the Puppet

Raising the Saint Catherine Sword high.

This time, Ronald unleashed all his strength into one powerful slash, intending to render Costate incapacitated underwater for a while.

However, at that moment,

an unexpected event occurred to both Ronald and Costate.

Ronald believed his slash was swift and precise, thinking Costate had no chance of resisting or dodging; meanwhile, Costate, braced to take the hit, rationally concluded that escape was impossible, leaving only the option to close his eyes and await death.

Both individuals held identical thoughts.

Yet, oddly enough, the maid's spell didn't seem to agree?

The tactical enhancement that exceeded the human model, just born, completely took over Costate's body at this critical moment.

As Ronald's sword blade descended, two powerful gusts of air crashed towards him from opposite directions.

The airflow from the left side struck fiercely from beside the maid, snapping her left arm instantly while abruptly altering Costate's trajectory in that nail-biting moment.

Meanwhile, the other rushed from the right side, aiming directly at Ronald in mid-air.

Though it couldn't inflict damage, it altered Ronald's sword trajectory and the position of Costate, severing only Costate's already broken left hand.

After this scene concluded.

Under the control of the spell, Costate's reaction was decisive and determined.

The power of the Sun had just begun to burn, not yet spreading to other parts of the body, when she raised her only intact right hand, grasping her left shoulder.

Snap—

A dull sound of muscles and bones breaking followed.

Costate forcibly tore off his left shoulder with his right hand, severing part of his torso, and casually tossed it into the sea.

"..."

"That's more ruthless than a terminator…"

Faced with this blood-soaked, restrictive scene, Ronald couldn't help but comment.

Although he himself was the culprit behind this occurrence.

Yet, this intensely disturbing scene happening to his acquaintance couldn't suppress his current emotion.

Though the situation was bloody.

Yet, at that moment, as Costate stood suspended in mid-air, his pupils showed no hint of emotion under the complete control of the Complete Technique.

—Costate was, after all, still newly born.

In pursuit of the almost nonexistent chance to defeat Ronald, the completely rational Complete Technique chose to suppress Costate's incomplete and imperfect consciousness fully, taking over the full control of his body.

Ronald swept his gaze, intimately familiar with Costate, he instantly noticed the abrupt change.

No further thought was needed to understand everything.

From now on, what he faced was no longer Costate himself.

But an emotionless shell under the Complete Technique's control, possessing Costate's identical body and all spells.

For ordinary people, this would be bad news.

An impassive, emotionally unaffected combat machine's lethality is naturally colder and more dangerous than a wise creature with humanity.

But for Ronald, the situation differed dramatically.

Costate's complete disappearance of consciousness only strengthened his determination to destroy him.

"I should really thank you."

Muttering softly, Ronald rapidly distanced himself from Costate.

With the experience gained from the previous two assaults, he could be sure—if he initiated close combat again, this emotionless puppet would merely sacrifice another part of its body to avoid greater harm, unable to achieve a decisive victory.

Therefore—

"From the relationship between Earth and sky, we begin to form our cognition."

Ronald, standing in the air, quickly recited the incantation from "The Astronomy Master."

If the familiar Costate were here to witness the scene, he would already know what was about to happen.

But the opponent isn't.

The cold puppet standing in the air vigilantly watching Ronald, saw the man casting spells, yet only adopted a typical defensive posture, safeguarding its body while preparing new spells to launch an attack.

Close combat—this puppet is assured that it won't die instantly in the next attack.

Long-range magic—it can evade the attack before it arrives.

Such is the logic brought by reason, seemingly flawless on the surface.

But Ronald's "Astronomy Master" already altered the distance between them to zero using the "measure length" ability.

So, gazing at the fully magically charged Costate, assuming a defensive stance, Ronald merely raised the Saint Catherine Sword burning with sacred flames and swung it forward normally.

Shush—

Simultaneously, blood gushed from Costate's chest.

The Complete Technique controlling Costate's body indeed attempted a dodge as Ronald swung his sword.

But the correct action couldn't prevent the attack.

With a zero-distance premise, the sword accurately slashed through Costate's chest, inflicting absolutely lethal damage.

The Complete Technique's capacity.

Was to immediately sense the sword's proximity, shift direction forcibly twisting the torso, ensuring the sword didn't entirely sever Costate's body.

Despite this,

Severe injuries began pushing Costate's body towards death.

The Complete Technique could only attempt to prolong Costate's life, avoiding instant death through probability control spells.

"..."

Faced with this, Ronald sighed slightly.

He was prepared to deliver the final blow, putting an end to Costate's lingering life.

However… that didn't seem necessary.

Because the next moment, Costate's shattered body began to fall.

She ceased or perhaps couldn't sustain controlling the air, allowing gravity to pull her down.

Just seconds later.

Accompanied by a splash, Costate's body fell into the water.

Though Ronald couldn't perceive Costate's position with emotional sensing magic, watching the water below, he saw the familiar silhouette slowly sinking.

"Goodbye, Costate…"

Faced with the scene below, Ronald bid farewell to the maid softly.

Quickly, he turned to gaze at the sea in the east beneath the night sky.

The reason for Ronald's decisive action was simple.

For under the shimmering stars, he sensed the approaching figure.

The great Mage Shui was flying towards [Larchmont] precisely at this moment.

And at this distance…

Costate's body falling into the sea should also have been witnessed by him!